The following day, the sun shone, the wind headed us at a steady 2-3 bft and I returned to Lyme Regis, tacking off then on to the coast, no great distance (about 7 nm), no time to keep, a perfect morning’s sail. I sat back, enjoyed the sailing, took only a few photographs.
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Golden Cap on the left
Shadows and morning sun
The lower cliffs a clear grey with erosion. I am no geologist but I can appreciate the geology.
Chideock. In the days of merchant schooners and ketches, vessels would have taken the beach here to unload at low tide.
It’s not always easy to estimate the scale from the sea, however . . .
. . . see the people on the beach.
It had been as near perfect a day as is possible.
To be continued . . .
Images by Bill Whateley